Goose’s smile, once again, was contagious. “That’s a possibility. Can you sleep without him?”
“Sure.”
I knew when Goose was lying, just as he’d known this whole time I’d been dishonest with him. “We can adopt another,” I suggested.
“I like where this is going,” Emma said. “There will certainly be more to it than that.”
I was all too aware how complicated this was.
“I would suggest speaking with a psychiatrist about medication. Put on your professional hat and listen, make an informed decision. You have an advantage there.”
“Okay.”
“Any support system you have, use it.” Emma, ever so deliberately, nodded toward Goose.
“Let me be the strong one for a change,” he said to me, melting my heart.
“Your strength…” I turned toward him and took both hands. “Your strength is admirable and so
